Still a very rare young nigga
Still a slaughterhill nigga
Still a sunrise nigga
Still a d. side nigga
I think it's bout that time
'bout that time we tell these niggas
I've been a nobody
I've been a member of the fall
Let's go, y'all
Aye

I am the lyrical veteran
War-struck adrenaline
Pussy boy who you is better than
Grippin that pistol grip
Yo' bitch is submissin'
So I make her pistol grip
Murder and kill her jits
I strike the fucker refusin' to give a shit
Cock in her mouth to show you what I'm bout
Yes I fucked her then made
That bitch shoot her kids
Three heads like cerberus
Geeked off adrenaline
Feelin like shaq, I'm a dunk on the pig
He dirty like derby, she suck me like kirby
I murder the fucker then eat on her clit
I fantisize 'bout a japanese bitch
She fantasize about sucking my dick
She wanna be famous, for shaking her anus
I told her to kim k and fuck on the flick

I got the pistol grip
I'm down to pistol whip
Yes, I got the pistol
Yes, I got the pistol bitch
I'm down to pistol whip
Yes, I got the pistol
Yes, I got the pistol grip
Yes, I'm down to pistol whip
I got the pistol
Yes I got the pistol, bitch
I'm down to pistol whip
Yes I got the pistol
Yes I got the pistol bitch
I'm down to pistol grip
Yes I got the pistol
Yes I got the pistol grip
I'm down to pistol grip
Yes I got the pistol
Yes tommy the pistol grip
Yes I'm down to pistol whip
Yes I'm down to pistol
Yes I'm down to pistol grip
I got the pistol, bitch
Yes I got the pistol